Body for Pleasure and Pain

By William Raymond

Ex SAS officer, Jared, advertises for a “Pain Lover” to join him in his fetish activities. He receives a reply from an unlikely applicant, Thomas. Surprisingly the two men begin a relationship and join a circle of friends from the novel “The Body Waiter”. Thomas is a personal assistant to a wealthy Sydney woman, Virginia Price, the wife of Jonathan Price, owner of the largest jewellery and diamond dealership in Australia. As their lives become entangled with their new circle of friends and the Prices, secrets are revealed and relationships are strained.
NOTE - This story is not a sequel, but runs parallel to and in the same time period as my previous novel “The Body Waiter”

• Language: English
• Publisher: William Raymond
• Release date: Aug 19, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463072677

William Raymond

Hello,I am William and I am new to writing but enjoying it immensely. My writing style is a combination of autobiographical, fantasies and imagination. I have written a few short pieces in the past but this is the first time I have written in book length a work that i have published.My first work is a gay fiction novel about a young couple that meet and fall in love. It is set mostly in Sydney Australia in areas where I grew up or have lived at some time, so I have included a lot of local knowledge. Craig and Justin have a small circle of close friends and you will get to meet them along the way as well as their families. There are some hot love scenes as well as a few surprises.Don't be scared off because I am a first time writer. Give it a try, I hope you enjoy.Thank you for taking the time to read my bio.

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BODY FOR PLEASURE AND PAIN

Published By William Raymond at Smashwords

Copyright 2019 William Raymond

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CHAPTERS

1 Jared

2 Thomas

3 Edward

4 Southpine

5 Romel

6 Raj

7 Dinner Party

8 Community Radio

9 Moving On

10 He Said, He Said

11 In the Mood

12 Mardi Gras

13 Happy 50th

14 Gramps

15 Outsourcing

16 The Interviews

17 The Diamond Job

18 The Apology

19 Marriage Equality

20 Love is in the Air

21 A New Year

22 Who’s Your Father

Body for Pleasure and Pain

CHAPTER 1

Jared

The naked body lay flat on the table, face up. Above the table was a high definition camera of such quality that even a single pore in the skin could be seen when the photographs were enlarged. The body was photographed front, back, both sides, top of head and soles of the feet. Every possible angle was used to ensure no external part of the body was missed.

The young photographer stepped back from the equipment. Now that he was not concentrating on the technical side of his duties he focused his gaze on the body in front of him. He was indeed a beautiful man. He had a tall slim build with well-proportioned musculature. As he tightened his muscles to sit up the true beauty and strength of his body became evident. He had very little body fat so every movement and flex accentuated his muscle structure. He was not heavily muscled but his body was very firm and taught.

As he stood up he was ushered to the centre of the room where an array of cameras was ready to photograph a 360 degree record of his body. For the last part of the process he was put in a state of the art MRI like machine that imaged all his internal organs, bones, vessels and nerves.

He was told that all the images of his body would be stored and hopefully would never need to be accessed again. The reason for collecting all those images was to provide positive identification of him or any body part, in the event of serious injury or death. In his intended line of work, death could be extremely violent and in the end, identification could come down to just one body part. DNA was not available in the field but photographs of his remains could be sent electronically to central command to be compared with the images kept on file.

Later in the day he was required to attend an interview where every word he said was recorded and would later be poured over by both military and psychological experts to gain a thorough understanding of the man’s thoughts and beliefs. They could even extrapolate unconscious thoughts that he did not know he had or thought he did not reveal in his interview. The questions covered his entire life from earliest memory to what he had done in bed last night. If the interviewers suspected he lied or omitted to tell them something he was reminded and asked to go over the topic again. The interviewers made it clear that while they expected total honest from him, this was not a forced interrogation. He was free to leave any time he wanted to. But if he did this, his application to join would cease immediately and could never be resumed. He indicated he understood this and acknowledged he was participating voluntarily.

Although he found the process invasive, he none the less found it fascinating and wanted to participate. The questions were probing into every part of his life, his past actions, his thoughts and his wishes. But he knew that whatever he revealed would go no further than to be stored in confidential files once the experts had completed their assessment of him. His questioners were so expert at delving into his mind that he dredged up memories he had forgotten many years ago.

His sexuality was dealt with at length, not because it was in question, it was just that he had to convince them that he was being totally honest. What he liked or did not like was not of concern to the panel, but they needed to know he could cope with it and handle revealing it to them. He had no trouble revealing he was bi-sexual and this was also of no concern to the panel. What he did have trouble with was revealing another secret. When the panel members sensed this, they advised him to take a break, think about it and come back in an hour. Upon return he was expected to give full disclosure or the process would be terminated. He was further reminded that his revelations would not be judged, provided his activities were legal. This made him feel more relaxed so he took the break and returned later to tell of his secret fantasy.

One week later he received confirmation that his application was successful and received an offer that stated Jared Haynes is herby invited to join the initial training command of The SAS. They are the most celebrated and prestigious units in the armed forces. The elite special forces; the soldiers tasked with the most difficult missions in warzones like Afghanistan.

NINE YEARS LATER

Good morning ladies and gentlemen. I would like to welcome you all here on this beautiful Saturday morning. As you all know we are here today to sell this magnificently restored house to the highest bidder. I am confident we will sell it today, and one of you will be the proud owner by the end of the day. My name is Sergio and I am your auctioneer for today. Firstly I am obliged by NSW real estate law to explain the rules to you.

***

Now that we have covered that, I will soon ring the bell, you come out fighting and I want a fair fight. Oops, sorry a bit of a flashback to a previous occupation. But then again, this is a bit like a fight with the highest bidder wining. Will all registered bidders please stand where I or one of my staff can see you and remember you must use your numbered paddle to indicate your bid. So, if we are all ready, who will start off the bidding with $500,000? Any bidders, please help me out here, we can’t sell this very desirable property if we don’t have a starting bid; $500,000 anybody? OK, how about we start at $450,000. Yes, do I see a bid up the back there? Thank you madam, we do have a confirmed bid for $450,000.

***

Thank you sir, for your bid of $900,000. I would like to remind you ladies and gentlemen that the house is now ‘on the market’ and it will sell today. So, don’t miss out for just a few thousand more. Do I have another bid over $900,000? No further bids, gong once at $900,000, going twice. Remember at the sound of the hammer the property will be sold and there can be no further bidding. Yes, sir on my left is that a bid. Thank you we have a bid for $905,000. Going once, going twice......Sold for $905,000. Congratulations sir, you are now the owner of this beautiful Marion St. property. Please come forward so we can complete the paperwork.

The highest bidder stepped forward and was congratulated by the auctioneer with a firm handshake. Please come inside Mr Haynes so we can sign the contract and then the house will be yours.

Thank you, I’m very excited, this is my first home.

"May I ask is there a Mrs Haynes here today?’

No, I don’t have a partner.

Well with an attractive home like this I don’t think that will be the case for long.

Maybe.

Would you excuse me for a moment while I get the contract? Please take a seat.

Sergio returned a few minutes later with the paperwork but firstly said I’ve just been speaking with the vendors. They are very pleased with the price you paid and would like to sweeten the deal a bit.

What do you mean?

It seems they are downsizing and moving to a small unit, where they won’t have the space for all this furniture. So they are offering you their excess items at no charge, if you would like them.

Well that sounds generous, what’s on offer?

The four larger items are the double size fridge over there, the weight training set out on the veranda, a king size bed and this large, and may I say very beautiful, red sofa we are sitting on. There will also be some smaller items. If you don’t want the items they are happy to give them to charity. The choice is yours.

Well, I’m happy to accept. I don’t have any furniture at all. This is not only the first home I’ve bought but the first home I’ve set up. I was previously in the armed forces and lived in barracks or furnished army housing. So please thank them on my behalf.

You can thank them yourself; they are just over there and will join us here shortly to complete the contract signing.

CHAPTER 2

Thomas

Thomas Steadman sat at his desk browsing through the Star on line, the web version of Sydney’s gay newspaper, The Sydney Star Observer. He found himself reading the classifieds, for no particular reason, but when he got to the ‘others’ section he noticed an unusual advert, "Do you like pain? Do you want to share with like-minded men? No Master and Slave roles, just the enjoyment of pain. Email [e-mail]". He had heard of BDSM but this was different and Thomas had sometimes fantasised about engaging in this activity, but it had never gone any further than fantasy. He rolled back his chair and thought about it.

Thomas was the PA to a rich woman, and his office was in fact in her home. His employer, Virginia Price was the wife of Jonathan Price, the owner of a chain of Jewellery stores and a diamond dealer. Prices Jewellery was an old Australian company that had been passed down three generations. It was very successful and provided the Prices with a very comfortable lifestyle. The family home, Crystalline, was in Castle Hill, a semi-rural, high end outer suburb of Sydney. It was favoured by the rich because of the large building blocks that provided space for almost castle-like houses and privacy. Mrs. Price did not work in the business but employed Thomas to take care of her personal appointments, social events and other duties as required. Mr Price also had an apartment in Potts Point, near the city. This he used as his town house when he did not want to travel out to Castle Hill.

As the phone rang, Thomas was snatched out of his fantasy and back to the reality of his office duties. He answered the phone, took a message for Mrs Price and returned to his computer screen. On an impulse, he answered the advertisement, but with a strong feeling of uncertainty. A few days later he received a message from the advertiser, inviting him to go over for a meeting. Thomas had been half wishing that he would not hear any more about it, but here it was, an invitation to meet. His head said he should not do this but the mischievous devil in him told him to go for it. The devil won out, so he called, had a brief chat with Jared and set a date for a meeting.

Jared’s house was in Leichhardt, about a twenty minute drive from the city, but much further from Castle Hill, where Thomas lived in the Price mansion. His stomach was in knots all the way to Leichhardt and the closer he got, the more he did not want to do it. However, he was a man of his word and kept the appointment. He knocked on the door of a double-fronted, federation period free-standing house that, from the outside, seemed in well-kept condition. The door opened and Thomas stammered Are you JJJared?

Yes, I am and you must be Thomas, please come in. Jared was dressed in a tight fitting black singlet and stretch jeans. The overall impression was of a fit, well-built man of about 30 with Mediterranean looks.

Thank you Jared, pleased to meet you. Thomas had regained some composure and felt a little more relaxed as he settled into a comfortable red leather sofa while Jared went to prepare coffee.

How do you have your coffee? Jared called from the kitchen.

Just black with one sugar, thanks. When Jared returned with the coffee, he gave Thomas a big smile, which further relaxed Thomas and gave him a feeling of being welcome. Jared had a stunning broad smile that made people feel it was just for them and were at once drawn to him. The two chatted about general subjects for a few minutes before Thomas asked Did you get many replies? by way of bringing the conversation around to the reason for the meeting.

Yes, I’ve had about six, but you are the first person I’ve met.

So how long have you been doing this?

Well on and off for about ten years. But it is only recently that I’ve bought my own house and now have the opportunity to set up a room especially for my activities. What about you Thomas?

I’ve not done anything like this before and frankly I’m very nervous about it.

That’s OK, no need to be nervous, there’s always a first time and you won’t be expected to do anything you’re not comfortable with.

I hope you don’t see me as a time-waster. I’ve really only fantasised about it before.

Not at all, we all need the opportunity to explore our fantasies at our own pace.

Thanks, Jared. I do feel comfortable with you.

Good, so how about we finish our coffee and I’ll show you around my home and the space where I intend to set up my equipment.

Let’s do it! said Thomas, with a sudden shot of confidence.

After a tour of the house and garden, Jared ushered Thomas into a room that was painted dark purple with very little furniture or equipment. Jared asked Thomas What sort of things do you think you’d like to do?

I don’t know really, how about you?

My favourite is ball torture. Thomas winced at this and could instantly feel his balls retreating into the safety of his body.

You look a bit surprised Thomas. How about I demonstrate for you and then you let me know if you want to join in later.

Jared did not wait for an answer but immediately stripped down to reveal a very lean tightly muscled body. He went to a shelf and retrieved a short strip of wide Velcro tape. Then standing in front of Thomas, wrapped this around the upper part of his scrotal sack and pulled it tight. Thomas could see that by the shine of them Jared’s balls were being squeezed already. Attached to the Velcro tape was a small hook. Jared hung a short chain on the hook and indicated to Thomas the weights that he was going to use.

Now Thomas, each of these weights is five kilos. When I ask you I want you to hang one on the chain and wait till I ask you to hang another. When I reach my maximum level of pain for today I’ll ask you to remove the weights, so please listen carefully to my instructions.

Sure Jared.

He then placed two boxes about half a metre apart and stood between them. Above him was a chin up bar, which he took hold of and stood there naked, ready for action. Looking straight at Thomas he said I think you had better get into the spirit of this by stripping down.

Oh, sorry Jared, of course. Thomas removed his clothes to reveal a pale lean body with not much muscle evident but an attractively flat abdomen. The two men stood looking at each other. Thomas could see the muscles beginning to flex in Jared’s body as he gripped the chin up bar and lifted himself up to place one foot on each of the boxes. The lack of body fat meant every muscle was evident. Jared looked at Thomas and said You could muscle up a bit, my man.

Yes, you’re right, but I just don’t seem to be able to get started at a gym.

Alright, we’ll discuss that later, but for now you need to start loading those weights onto my balls.

OK Jared, here goes. Thomas was feeling a bit uncomfortable about inflicting pain upon another, but did as we was asked and hung the first 5 kilos on the chain. Jared took in a deep breath and tightened every muscle in his body. The sight of this stirred something deep in Thomas and he felt his cock beginning to stiffen. Then Jared said Load another. This time he winced, gripped the bar tighter and arched his back, as he was obviously feeling the pain. Then as he relaxed a little he noticed Thomas’s state of excitement and said through clenched teeth I see you are enjoying this.

Sorry, should I not be?

It’s alright, there are no rules. Now load another. Before doing so, Thomas looked at Jared’s balls, now beginning to turn blue and asked Are you sure?

Of course I’m sure, don’t question my instructions. Thomas complied in silence and calculated that Thomas was now bearing 15 kilos on his balls. He secretly hoped he would not be asked to add more. He looked at the naked tortured body in front of him which was now breaking into a sweat. He further noticed that Jared‘s face was bright red and he was breathing in short sharp pants. Then to his astonishment Jared asked him to load another. He did so, stepped back a little and said That’s now 20 kilos Jared.

Thank you for the update, but I was acutely aware of that. A few more minutes passed when neither said anything and the only sound was Jared’s heavy panting.

Then a few more minutes later Jared asked, Please start unloading them now Thomas, but leave about two minutes between each. He removed the weights one at a time. When all were removed Jared’s body hung limply from the bar above and he asked Thomas to remove the Velcro strap for him. When this was done Jared stepped down from the boxes and thanked Thomas, You’re a very good assistant Thomas, thank you for your help.

I’m pleased I could do it for you, is there anything else?

No, I’ll just stand here and recover my breath while I feel the pain drain away.

So, can you tell me how it feels when you feel the pain and how you can stand it?

It is actually a competition within one’s own body. The body feels the pain and the mind tries to overcome it. Then when the pain is bearable the body wants more.

So how do you determine when you reach your maximum?

It varies from day to day. Today was a good day for me and I could have probably done one more weight, but as this was just a demonstration for you, and I sensed some discomfort in you I stopped at 20 kilos.

I notice that you don’t scream or yell. Wouldn’t that help?

It may, but I like to bear the pain in silence, that is part of my turn on. I know I showed I was in pain by my arching, squirming and breathing heavily. What I want to work on is eventually stopping all that and just hang here in silence and not show my discomfort.

Wow that would take some willpower.

And there you have it Thomas. It’s all about willpower.

I see, but I don’t know if I could do it.

You mean you don’t want to try?

I really want to, but what if I scream like a girl?

No one will hear you. This room is soundproofed and besides we’ll only go as far as you want to. There is never any pressure here. This is not a slave and master role play activity. You are only doing it for yourself. So let’s have a cool drink and then you can have a try.

After his initial recovery, Jared went to prepare drinks while Thomas again settled into the red sofa. Both remained naked. When Jared returned with two glasses of iced tea, Thomas asked Do you have anything stronger? I think I might need a bit of help if I’m going to do this.

Ah, I’m glad you raised that point Thomas. You see, I’ve a very strict belief about not drinking alcohol before a pain session.

Why is that?

Firstly for the very reason that you asked for it; alcohol can reduce the sensation of pain and after all, the whole point of this is to really feel the pain.

Oh, I see that, but I was thinking it might give me the courage to proceed.

That is another reason. Alcohol reduces your inhibitions but also impairs your judgement. In those circumstances you may do something you could regret later, by causing permanent damage.

You have considered all angles of this, haven’t you?

This is a serious business Thomas, not just a harmless game. There is real danger of injury or in the case of some activities permanent scaring. Personally I don’t engage in activities that cause permanent scaring or damage.

Well, you’ve given me a lot to think about Jared.

So, do you want to have a go now?

I think not, I need some more time to think about it and to prepare myself mentally. I suppose you think I’m a wimp or a coward.

Not at all Thomas, this is not a matter of bravery and it’s not for everyone. You have to approach it in your own time and on your own terms. I think you’re being very sensible about it. You know what they say; only fools rush in etc.

Thanks for your advice Jared; I appreciate it and your patience with me. Not everyone would be, so understanding.

Like I said before, this is a personal journey. The purpose is not to impress anyone else or to suffer at the hands of someone else. I only do this to challenge myself and I hope others who wish to join me here will have the same goal. In fact I insist on it. So the invitation is always open to you Thomas, it’s entirely your decision to make, if and when you are ready. I would not recommend doing it until you feel comfortable about it.

Thanks again, maybe I should be going now.

Do you have another appointment? There’s no need to rush away on my account.

Actually I do have the day free but I did not want to waste any more of your time.

You are not wasting my time. I was thinking I could prepare some lunch for us and we could get to know each better. Are you up for that?

I’d love that, thanks Jared. I do enjoy your company.

Great! Come into the kitchen and we can chat while I fix some lunch and you can open a bottle of wine.

Should I dress now?

Only if you want to, but it’s not necessary.

Over lunch Thomas asked Jared Since you advertised in the Star, I assume you are gay.

Well actually I’m bi, but my preference probably leans a little more towards men.

So, are you in any sort of relationship at present?

No, what about you?

Well, I’m not in a relationship. I find my work makes that difficult, so I just have casual relationships.

Tell me about that. What sort of work do you do?

I’m a PA. That is a personal assistant for the wife of a city businessman.

How personal, may I ask?

Oh, not what you’re thinking, I’m strictly gay and a personal assistant in the business sense. I keep her appointments and arrange parties and other social activities for her and sometimes for her friends. This requires me to live in so I can be available on short notice. It also means I don’t have to pay rent and the household also provides food and alcohol. It’s a good arrangement for me.

So, do you get a wage as well?

Of course, I get a good salary and the rest are just fringe benefits. The only down side is a lack of personal time.

So do you get days off?

I don’t work a fixed roster, if that’s what you mean. I work when required and take time off when available. I usually have Sundays off unless Mrs P. especially needs me. Actually she’s pretty generous. If I ask for time off she’s usually happy to give it to me. We are both flexible and it works to our mutual advantage.

Sounds like you have a great arrangement.

It works for me at present. Now back to you.

What do you want to know?

You say you swing both ways, so do you think you might swing my way sometime?

I don’t see why not. You are an attractive man and I feel comfortable with you, I like you Thomas.

So do you have some time in mind?

Well, actually I do.

Would it be sometime soon?

It could be.

Sounds good, but before that can I ask something else about the pain thing.

Go on.

I’ve always thought that there was a sexual context to that. Is that the case with you, especially since you’re dealing with your genitals?

I’ve thought about this and to be honest, I’m not certain. Sometimes after a session I do feel randy and other times, not so. Maybe there’s not a direct connection, perhaps it is like other activities.

How do you mean?

Well have you ever been for a run and come back just gagging for it, while at other times you just arrive back from a run absolutely spent.

Well, I don’t run, but I think I know what you mean. Sometimes after a long hot shower I feel like a fuck, other times I just want to relax and have a snooze on the sofa.

There, I think you’ve got the idea. It’s like when you share a good meal and a bottle of wine with a friend. At the end you might feel like curling up in your favourite chair with a good book or you might feel like curling up in bed with a good man.

How do you feel today?

I think the latter.

Jared sat on the red sofa, his cock already rising to the occasion. As Thomas attempted to sit beside him Jared said No, sit on me. Thomas stood with his legs either side of Jared’s, leaned forward a bit and then kneeled on the sofa.

Wait! said Jared as he reached for a small box on the coffee table, and took out a condom. After putting it on and applying lube, he said, Now, go ahead. Thomas slowly lowered his body and took all of Jared. As he sat there with Jared inside him the two men kissed passionately for a few minutes, then Jared lowered his head a little till he reached Thomas’s nipples. He began to suck and nibble them alternatively. Thomas’s cock was now fully erect and brushed against Jared’s abs. Thomas began to move up and down, enjoying the feeling of Jared’s cock massaging his prostate. As Thomas bounced up and down, Jared tweaked his nipples with his fingers until Thomas said I think I’m going to come.

Me too.

***

Later that afternoon, Thomas showered and then went looking for Jared. He found him working out in his home gym. Thomas waited a little distance away and stood there admiring the sweaty body that was pumping iron. As Jared finished his set, he noticed Thomas waiting in the doorway. Don’t just stand there, come out and pull up a bench.

Sorry, I didn’t mean to ogle you.... Well actually, I have to admit I did.

That’s fine; if you like what you see, feel free to ogle. I could only take it as a compliment.

I do like what I see and I’ve seen plenty of your body today. Thanks for sharing with me.

My pleasure to share with you Thomas; It’s been a very surprising day and not over yet.

Why do you say surprising?

Well at the start of the day I was expecting to meet a fellow pain lover and instead I met you.

Sorry to disappoint you.

Let me finish, I didn’t mean that how it sounded. I mean that if I had met a fellow pain lover, we might have had a short session and then parted company until maybe the next time. Instead I made a new friend, shared a meal, had good conversation and shared our bodies, all before dinner. Now that to me is a surprising day and one I’ve enjoyed immensely.

Jared, I don’t often hear that from another man. Despite your macho looks and love of pain, you are such a sensitive, caring man. If I were not careful I could read more into this than perhaps I should.

What would you like to read into it Thomas?

I don’t think I should tell you now.

"That’s disappointing, but in your